The tyrant thinks I love him miserably

Xiao Luobei was taken aback for a moment, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then instantly transformed into monstrous anger.

"Heh..." He raised Mu Wanzhou's pointed chin calmly, and there was danger in his low voice, "You can do it, when did it happen?"

In Xiao Luobei's memory, Xiao Yi only had a quick meeting with Mu Wanzhou before heading to the Western Regions. He never thought that his imperial uncle would also covet the beauty beside him.

Mu Wanzhou chuckled, "The Holy Majesty did not come to the Qionglin Banquet a year ago, but the King of Lin'an did."

"You've been flirting with him since then?!"

Mu Wanzhou shook her head.

"The prince did hint to the minister at that time, but the minister did not respond."

"Oh? How did you hint?"

"During the banquet, I briefly left the table to go to the garden to breathe. The prince followed me out, chatted with me, and then gave me a gift."

"what gift?"

Mu Wanzhou hesitated for a moment, her long eyelashes drooped down, covering the glint of water in her eyes.

"It's...a jade potion." He said softly.

Xiao Luobei listened, looked at him coldly, and didn't speak for a while.

With a sudden sneer, she raised her hand and pressed Mu Wanzhou on the soft blanket.

"Wanzhou, how dare you hide it from me..." He whispered, biting Mu Wanzhou's slender neck, Mu Wanzhou stiffened from the pain, and frowned.Xiao Luobei didn't show any mercy, he bit the blue blood vessel tightly, like an angry cheetah holding a dying prey.

He didn't really blame Mu Wanzhou for not telling him about it, after all, he never asked him, but he just felt extremely disgusted by Xiao Yi's behavior.

"My lord, it hurts..." Mu Wanzhou protested with a hint of coquetry.

"It hurts?" Xiao Luobei laughed angrily, and couldn't think of how to deal with him for a while, "Does it hurt when you use that jade power? Huh? Talk!"

Mu Wanzhou pushed him helplessly: "Of course I returned that thing to the prince..."

"Why did you pay it back?" Xiao Luobei was still angry, and his voice was full of hostility, "It's the emperor's uncle's sincerity, wouldn't it be a pity to refuse?"

Mu Wanzhou looked at him steadily, and suddenly a tenderness bloomed in his eyes.

"It's enough for me to have Ah Bei." He said in a soft voice with three-pointed joy, as if he was very happy with Xiao Luobei's jealous performance.

"You..." Xiao Luobei was shocked by his sudden confession-like words, and suddenly felt his heart beating like a drum, and his blood was surging. He couldn't help biting his earlobe, breathing deeply and sucking.

"Hmm..." Mu Wanzhou panicked for a moment, and hid to the side, but her cheeks flushed quickly, and the hand that was pushing Xiao Luobei softened, and she gently drew circles on Xiao Luobei's chest.

"Lost, do you want it again?" Xiao Luobei asked next to his ear as his stomach became hot from the gentle touch of his fingertips.

Before Mu Wanzhou could answer, he sealed his lips domineeringly.

The spring spirit was sprouting again in the carriage, the carriage had already arrived at the palace gate, but no one dared to disturb the Majesty's elegant mood.

After a long time, Xiao Luobei got out of the car with Mu Wanzhou in his arms and got into the sedan chair.Mu Wanzhou buried her head in his chest exhaustedly, and was so tormented that she couldn't speak a word.

Xiao Luobei sneered: "If you want to meet the emperor's uncle for me, I agree."

After a pause, he continued: "Go and find out what his goals and plans are going to be. He will definitely be able to pick things up under my nose."

"Yes." Mu Wanzhou only answered one word, and then fell asleep drowsily.Seeing that he was tossing too much, Xiao Luobei had no choice but to carry him all the way into the imperial study.Mu Wanzhou doesn't know martial arts, and has a thin body, so it's easy to hug him, but his skeleton is thin, his limbs are soft, and he shrinks into Xiao Luobei's arms, showing a bit of indescribably pitiful.

Xiao Luobei glanced sideways at his tired face, feeling a faint pity in his heart.

No matter what time this handsome man is in front of him, he is obedient and obedient.

I openly regarded him as Feng Yuehua's substitute, and he silently accepted it, but never concealed the affectionate love in his eyes; I asked him to give advice in the court and in the arena, so he did his best for his grand plan and dominance. Thinking hard.

Xiao Luobei tucked up the quilt for him, and quietly looked at his sleeping face for a while.Thinking that for tonight's big plan, he must have exhausted his energy and was tossed twice by himself in the car, so he was so exhausted.

Maybe, I should treat him better.

This thought flashed in Xiao Luobei's mind. He was just reaching out to pinch Mu Wanzhou's fair face, when he suddenly felt someone passing by outside the window.

He strolled to the courtyard, and there was a ghostly figure standing under the moon, against the fragrance of white plums, tall and straight but alone.

It was the black shadow who had just been hiding in the other garden of Shangshu Mansion - the sharp sword beside Mu Wanzhou, Lu Zhuchuan, the world's number one expert.

There was no emotion in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and even in the face of the Ninth Five-Year Master, his coldness and evil spirit did not diminish in the slightest.

Xiao Luobei often felt that Lu Zhuchuan was like a puppet who only knew how to kill.He is the best sword around Mu Wanzhou, and also the scariest sword.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Luobei raised his eyelids.

Lu Zhuchuan looked past him and looked into the room.

"Your master is fast asleep, you can go back, you don't have to wait for orders tonight." Xiao Luobei lazily raised his hand.

Lu Zhuchuan seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and was about to leave when Xiao Luobei said again: "Wait."

Lu Zhuchuan didn't look back, but stopped.

"In a few days, your master will go out of Beijing to welcome King Lin'an back to the court. I want you to protect him along the way." Xiao Luobei ordered lightly.

Lu Zhuchuan nodded, his movements were almost imperceptible.

Xiao Luobei hesitated for a moment, and said again: "Especially... don't let him be alone with King Lin'an, understand?"

Lu Zhuchuan didn't answer, but tilted his head slightly, fixed his sharp eyes on Xiao Luobei, as if searching for the true meaning of his words.

Xiao Luobei sneered: "It seems that you don't know about Yushi either." Then he waved decisively: "Back off."

Lu Zhuchuan quietly disappeared among the flowers and trees, as if he had never been here before.

Xiao Luobei's eyes fell on the shadow before he left, and he couldn't move away for a long time.

On this quiet and cold winter night, he had just finished a long day of sex with Mu Wanzhou. As usual, he should have been very satisfied, but at the same time felt extremely empty, and would think of Feng Yuehua irresistibly.

But tonight was very strange, maybe it was Mu Wanzhou's fragile face in his sleep that touched him, and he just remembered the first time he met Mu Wanzhou.

The Qionglin Banquet a year ago happened to be the anniversary of Feng Yuehua's death.Xiao Luobei, who was supposed to go to reward talented scholars and scholars, got drunk alone and didn't go to Qionglin Banquet at all.

He screened everyone away, guarding the mourning hall set up for Feng Yuehua in the palace, holding the memorial tablet tightly to his chest, like hugging a spoiled child.

The huge imperial palace is like an isolated island at this moment, trapping Xiao Luobei in it, making it difficult for him to breathe.Every day and every night since losing Feng Yuehua, he has suffered a lot.

There was a noise from the door of the mourning hall, and a young eunuch entered the door tremblingly, kneeling on the ground:

"Holy..."

"Get out!" Xiao Luobei stumbled to his feet, grabbed the candlestick on the desk and threw it at him, "I have ordered anyone not to disturb me!"

The little eunuch trembled in fright: "Slave, I'm convicted... But, the King of Lin'an sent a servant to ask the Holy Majesty... when will I go to Qionglin Banquet..."

Xiao Luobei drew out his saber, and slashed at it unsteadily: "You're courting death!"

He was so angry that he almost lost his mind, and his brain was paralyzed by alcohol, so he didn't notice that the little eunuch looked very strange.

The little eunuch hurriedly dodged to the side, but took the opportunity to get closer to Xiao Luobei a few feet: "Your Majesty, calm down... Your Majesty, calm down..."

Xiao Luobei only felt extremely dizzy, and at the moment he didn't have the energy to argue with a servant, he staggered two steps and waved him back, only to see him get up suddenly and rush towards him.

When the cold blade in his sleeve flashed past in front of him, Xiao Luobei faintly realized something was wrong.

However, it was too late.

The sharp thin blade had already pressed to Xiao Luobei's chest, and in the next moment, it could easily penetrate his heart.

However, it suddenly stopped within reach.

A sharp knife was inserted into the back of the little eunuch, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, turned his head to look back, but fell to the ground in an instant.

Xiao Luobei fell to the ground, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the sharp blade.

A face of a strange man he had never seen before, with a frosty air, was looking at him coldly.And the guy next to him...

Xiao Luobei's pupils shrank sharply.

It's Feng Yuehua!

how come……?How can it be? !

But with those familiar eyebrows and eyes, the expression full of worry, and the same thin figure, how could there be two people so similar in this world? !

Xiao Luobei stood up staggeringly, rushed forward in two or three steps, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Yuehua, Yuehua..." he murmured, the smell of alcohol sprayed on the other party's neck, his tone was full of ecstasy and disbelief.

The person in his arms was taken aback for a moment, then said softly but hastily:

"Your Majesty, this is Xinke Tan Hua Mu Wanzhou. He learned that there might be an assassin at the Qionglin Banquet just now, so he came to rescue him. Is Your Majesty injured?"

Xiao Luobei suddenly threw him away as if struck by lightning: "What did you say?!"

He anxiously looked up and down the person in front of him, and finally fixed his gaze on the shallow scar under his right eye.

Mu Wanzhou nodded to Lu Zhuchuan, and Lu Zhuchuan backed out.

"Your Majesty..." Mu Wanzhou supported him, and comforted him softly, "This minister looks like your old friend?"

Xiao Luobei was already half awake, he sneered, raised his hand and slapped Mu Wanzhou hard.

"You deserve to be like him?!" He gritted his teeth viciously, "How dare you be so ignorant!"

Mu Wanzhou covered her face, and slowly raised her head: "I'm guilty. It's really rare for His Majesty to be so affectionate and righteous to this old man..."

There is no fear in his eyes, but there are infinite sighs and regrets, mixed with a faint throbbing.

It seemed that he was deeply moved by Xiao Luobei's obsession.

Xiao Luobei snorted coldly: "Xinke Tanhua Mu Wanzhou? Just because of your offense just now, it is enough to sentence you to death! But I don't care about your merits in saving you. As for the appearance..."

He squeezed Mu Wanzhou's pointed chin hard, looking up and down his reddened cheeks with dangerous wolf eyes.

"Oh, it really looks like..." Xiao Luobei suddenly laughed, and the drunkenness that had not completely subsided surged up again, extinguishing his rationality.

"You think it's rare, don't you?" He couldn't help but push Mu Wanzhou's thin body down on the blanket in front of the mourning hall, "Then you can replace him and experience the rare grace!"

With the power of alcohol, as well as the sadness and resentment buried in his heart for a long time, he buried his head and kissed Mu Wanzhou's lips fiercely.

Mu Wanzhou's body trembled violently, and she subconsciously raised her hand to push, but was grabbed and suppressed by Xiao Luobei brutally.

"My lord, this..." Mu Wanzhou dodged in panic.

"You are at most worthy of being his substitute..." Xiao Luobei babbled drunkenly, and couldn't help shouting again and again:

"Yuehua... Yuehua... why did you leave me?!... Even if I get the world, so what?..."

His tears finally overflowed uncontrollably, and he stopped aggressing Mu Wanzhou, but buried him firmly in his neck, crying like a child.

Mu Wanzhou hesitated, reached out to caress his back with a trembling hand, and patted him gently:

"Your Majesty... that Young Master Feng certainly doesn't want to see you so sad..."

His voice was as gentle as honey, and with some kind of strange magic power, every word fell on Xiao Luobei's heart.The next moment, he gently held Xiao Luobei's face, making him meet his eyes.

"If it can make the Holy Majesty feel a little comfort, I can be his substitute." He said every word, extremely firm, and his eyes were full of touch.

Then he raised his face slightly and kissed the corner of Xiao Luobei's lips.

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